So much relies on a four letter word pluralized and stamped as a headline, a song titles, a tv show, a creative theme. What is a girl, anyway?

There’s the stereotypes, the images, the hair and boobs. There’s the princess tiaras, Lego sets and hello kitty band aids. It’s hard to write about girls and be all inclusive. Can I maintain some sort of feminist point of view while easily categorizing pink things into the subject of girls?

It’s all relative.

Every damn thing.

I hate that girls I know repost photos and text on Facebook that promote the degrading nature of women. But when I say women, do I mean girls?

Then there’s g.e.n.d.e.r. You can be part of the girls without any female reproductive organs, or born physically female and identify as not a girl.

When I asked Facebook what people thought of the term when they heard it, I didn’t get much response. But generally people were reminded of family or old memories and good times with friends, that it could be used derogatorily or a group of people who “get” you, get something. Get it. Girls get it. This group right here get’s it… that infamous it that can’t be described in a word or a explaination. It’s a line in a song that makes you remember something, the heartache that comes from memories and nostalgic, the knack for creative expression and a longing for something. It’s a feeling. That “it”. IT is a feeling. Girls get it. Girls are a feeling. Something we’ve put together in our minds that makes up what we are or could be or might be if we wanted to.